Although so far, Ye Dong has only met the ninth senior brother Wang Dayi among his master, senior brothers and sisters, but he always firmly believes that they will all have their own successors or descendants, even except for the senior senior brother who already knows for sure
Except that Xuanyuan Tianjiao exploded himself into blood mist and merged into the blood prison, Ye Dong believed that they were probably still alive!
Especially after Ye Dong met Fire Emperor Yehua, the Emperor of Heaven who once defeated his master, he became even more determined in this idea.
Now, Ye Dong's eyes were firmly fixed on this young man who should be the descendant or successor of Jian Zun.
Originally, the young man was unable to withstand the joint attack of Wei Ming and others, but when he held the sword in his hand, his strength doubled instantly. The sword energy was everywhere, and the sword light was everywhere. With a few enemies, he could forcefully defeat the enemy.
He reversed his disadvantage and gained the upper hand.
"die!"
The young man seemed to be on the verge of fighting. The sword in his hand brought out a bloody dragon in the air. He let out a loud roar and pierced the middle-aged man between the eyebrows with his sword.
As a result, the faces of Wei Ming and others became extremely ugly. Originally, they were sure of victory, but they did not expect that after the opponent used the sword, he became so powerful, and might even turn defeat into victory.
At this moment, a long roar suddenly came from far away, and when they heard the whistle, Wei Ming and others' faces suddenly showed a look of joy, and they opened their mouths and shouted: "Brother Ren, come quickly, we are here,
I have something good for you!"
"boom!"
Under the influence of a surge of blood, a young man with a heroic look and a strong body suddenly appeared on the scene. His eyes were as sharp as knives. After coldly scanning the surroundings, he stopped at the sword-wielding man.
The young man said with disdain: "I hate you sword cultivators the most. Whatever is the most powerful, in my opinion, is just rubbish."
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of purple light suddenly erupted from the body of this sturdy young man. He stood still, raised his hand, and punched out of thin air.
Ye Dong's eyes narrowed into a thin line. From the purple brilliance that burst out from Brother Ren's body, it was not difficult for him to deduce that this was a person who had awakened the blood of God.
Suddenly, a name came into Ye Dong's mind - Ren Kuang!
When he was in the Li family, Ye Dong once told the servants of the Li family that the aloof Li Muxue once had a battle with a man named Ren Kuang. Although he lost in the end, Li Muxue was still defeated.
Rong, because Ren Kuang is not an ordinary person, he is the largest imperial family in Zixiaotian, the young master of the Ren family!
Of course, Ye Dong had never met Ren Kuang, but now that he saw Brother Ren who was obviously being flattered by Wei Ming and others, but always acted aloof, he immediately guessed the identity of the other person.
"boom!"
Ren Kuang punched out, tearing the sky apart. Huge space cracks spread in all directions like spiders, and the man holding the sword fell into the center. Ren Kuang's fist was all around him, and there was nowhere to hide.
Although the face of the man holding the sword remained calm, and he danced the bloody sword in his hand so tightly that the sword energy penetrated countless fists, but as a series of "bang bang bang" collision sounds were heard, several fists still struck fiercely.
It hit him.
The man holding the sword staggered for a while, then backed away for more than ten meters before barely standing still. His face turned red, his mouth opened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"snort!"
The look of disdain on Ren Kuang's face became even stronger, and he said lightly: "I really admire you so much that you can't even take one of my punches!"
Wei Ming and others on the side suddenly burst into cheers. Although they were suspected of flattering, they besieged each other for a long time but failed to capture it. Now Ren Kuang punched the opponent until he vomited blood.
The gap in strength between them is indeed huge.
Ye Dong has been silently watching this battle, not that he is going to stand by and watch, but because he wants to take this opportunity to see the strength of Ren Kuang and the sword-wielding man.
In fact, as early as when Wei Ming and the others took action, Ye Dong could see that this sword-wielding young man who was from the same sect as him, if he didn't use a sword, would only have the strength of the second level of Zixiao at most, but with a sword.
With his hand, his strength soared instantly, approaching the third level of heaven.
Overall, pretty good.
After the young man holding the sword vomited blood, his flushed face faded and turned pale, but his expression remained calm. After glancing at everyone with an expressionless expression, he turned around and prepared to leave.
They don't know each other, and naturally they don't have any deep hatred. They are just competing for the traces of experience left by a certain senior master. It stands to reason that if the young man holding the sword is willing to leave, this dispute will end there.
.
However, Ren Kuang said coldly to the young man's back: "Stop, who allowed you to leave?"
The young man stopped, turned around, stared at Ren Kuang and said, "What do you want?"
"Either break your sword myself, or keep your life!"
This sentence made a sudden burst of anger appear in the eyes of the young man. For any monk, the weapon is one with them. The sword of the sword cultivator is their life. Let them break the sword. This is simply
**Naked insult.
It's like someone asked Ye Dong to smash Hongmeng Sword Tower to pieces. No one can bear this tone!
"dream!"
After the young man uttered two words, he turned around and strode away again, while Ren Kuang's face showed a fierce look, his figure flashed, he raised his fist again, and hit the young man's back hard. Obviously, he was preparing to attack.
Killed the opponent.
This punch was stronger and fiercer than the previous one, and it was a sneak attack. It was impossible for the young man to follow through.
"roll!"
Suddenly, an angry shout came from the sky, like a thunderbolt from the blue, causing the surrounding mountains to tremble, and a figure fell from the sky and landed behind the young man. He raised his hand and punched out, just in time to meet him.
That punch from Ren Kuang.
Obviously, no one expected that an uninvited guest would come out at this time, but Ren Kuang was a man used to being crazy. After being startled, a ferocious smile appeared on his face and he said: "Here comes the scapegoat!"
"boom!"
The two fists collided together, and one figure flew out immediately, while the other figure stood on the spot, as steady as a mountain, motionless.
The huge impact caused the ground to shake. Some of Wei Ming's group of people who were weak in cultivation could not stand firm at all. They fell to the ground. Before they could get up, they saw a black figure telling Xiang Fei to fly.
Come.
With a "bang", the black shadow hit them hard, not only knocking them down again, but two of them screamed and fainted directly.
At this time, everyone finally saw clearly that the black shadow flying over turned out to be the arrogant Ren Kuang!